NYA~ I love my kitty~

It's been a long time, considering summer time! I've just been pigging out these days at restaurants. MAN. Chinese food in China is so yummy~ I love my home~~ hehe

Mikan's eyes are wide open. Sakura avoided everyone's gaze and stared at her feet, which are now fidgeting. Natsume's sharp ears caught on to this conversation and he is now thinking how the hell does that girl's head work? Ruka's jaws are open and Hotaru simply sat stoically at her desk, dropping her screw driver and almost breaking apart her new invention. Anna and Nonoko cowered in the corner shaking their heads in disbelief.

"Ah.."

Mikan felt that her throat is unbelievably dry.

Sakura finally looked up and sighed.

"He's a nice person…He is really respectful. Seji will never use a girl, and he will never force himself on anyone. Seji is different…He's a nice guy."

Ruka's jaw almost broke, Natsume banged his head onto the desk and Hotaru squash her invention. Mikan almost fainted. HOW can this girl be so DENSE? And STUPID? And CLUELESS? When Seji forced himself on to Mikan five, now six, years ago, almost the entire school knew about that, and it was the very reason why Seji transferred. Then where the hell was Sakura Amaya six years ago? Living in a hole?

Hotaru cleared her throat.

"Amaya-san. Six yea…"

"NOTHING! HAHAHAHA. AAAHAHAHA. HAHA! NO! NOTHING HAPPENED? RIGHT HOTARU? RIGHT GUYS?"

Mikan interrupted what her best friend was going to say. She couldn't bear to tell Sakura what happened and Seji's continuous feelings for Mikan. Mikan knew very well that Sakura has a weak heart—not medically, but mentally. This sucks. This is a love triangle. This sucks. Majorly.

Hotaru nodded in understanding and returned to fixing the broken invention. Natsume frowned and beckoned Mikan to him.

"Mikan…you know that she will find out somehow right?"

Mikan sighed as she sat down and leaned on Natsume.

"Yeah…I'm going to have to personally tell her myself.

Days passed, and the special class's tension is building up everyday. The ignorance Seji shows to Sakura compared to the undivided attention he gives to Mikan when she tells him to pick up her pen for her is way too obvious to handle. Everyone wonders if Sakura herself has sensed it. But everyday she carries that sunny smile on her face when she talks to others. Really, she's like a replica of Mikan.

Mikan twirled the pen in her hand, yet it spung out of control and landed again next to Seji's feet.

"Ah, Seji, can you pick up my pen?"

"Yeah sure!"

Seji smiled and was going to bent down. But Sakura stepped out.

"I'LL pick it up for you Mikan-chan!"

That determination radiated out of her. And for a second, Mikan thought she saw a hint of aggression and possessiveness but soon overlooked it. It's Sakura we are talking about, who are we going to kid?

Natsume frowned again.

The bell rang, signally lunch. Students filed out of the door and went to look for the best seat in the shade. The gang of the special class made their way to their forest and sat next to the sakura tree. Mikan turned around and called up Sakura.

"Sakura! Want to come eat lunch? Seji's going to be there too!"

Mikan winked. But to her surprise she refused. Mikan carried on to the tree by herself, when she passed by the back of the building, she found Seji talking to a few of his friends from another class.

"Dude. That chick is obsessed with you! Good chance man! Score her!"

"Yeah man. What you waiting for?"

Seji put the cigarette to his mouth and took a big drag. Mikan gasped slightly. Since when did Seji smoke?

"Hmm, maybe. Since she looks so much like the woman I desire, maybe it won't be so bad to use her once in a while.

Mikan drew in a sharp breath and quickly turned around and ran to where the rest were waiting

The backs of her friends came into view and she quickly collapsed on to Nonoko's lap.

"Oh god. Guys this is terrible."

Natsume took the manga off his face and propped himself up against the tree. Ruka stopped munching and Hotaru stopped picking out crabs.

"What is?"

"I just passed by Seji and his friends. They…they were smoking, and talking about…that…um…Seji plans to take advantage of Sakura because she looks like me!"

Mikan screamed out the last part in one breath as fast as possible. She heard everyone gasp just like she did when she learned the news. Ruka resumed munching on his carrot and set the bunny down.

"We do realize that Sakura is going to be seriously hurt when she finds out the only reason why Seji accepted her is because she looks like you right?"

Mikan nodded slowly. She couldn't help but feel bad at the outcome of events right now.

"We need to let Sakura know. She can't get near Seji right now, if she does.."

Natsume stood up, followed by Anna and Nonoko.

"Well let's go. What are we waiting for?"

The gang ran around the school, loudly calling for Sakura's name. The forest. The lake. The classroom. The storage room. Sakura Amaya couldn't be found anywhere. So then, where did she go?

"Let's separate. That way it would be faster and we can cover a bigger range in a short time."

Natsume suggested, and then without a word, ran off in the opposite direction. The group dispersed. Mikan ran with all her speed. Just then, she bumped into the back of someone.

"Sakura? Oh.."

Seji turned around in surprise.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for someone. It's none of your business."

Mikan scowled in disgust as she caught on a strong scent of smoke from Seji's clothes. But this scent didn't smell like normal cigarettes…it's stronger, more spiking to the nose…this is…this is!

This is pot.

Seji smoked pot.

That would explain why his eyes looked so glassy and vacant.

"Don't be so mean Mikan-chan…"

"What the hell is WITH you? Snap out of it Seji! Hey! Wait! What do you th…';

Her words are cut off when Seji pinned her to the wall and blocked her lips with his. The scent of pot made Mikan nauseous and angry. She got even more disgusted when she felt Seji's hands on her leg and trying to yank down her skirt.

"Stop! I thought you promised you will never do this again! Seji! STOP!"

Mikan's struggles are again, futile. Just then, she noticed someone standing beside them.

"Mikan-chan…? What…are you doing?"

The drinks in Sakura's hands slipped to the floor and shattered into pieces.

Nya~ Finished!

Hmmm, do you guys think that this story is too long? Should I end it soon?

Let me know~!